Bout to Rich!

[Chorus]
Bout to rich! Bout to be rich!
Catch that soon, man, I’m catchin’ it quick.
Dreams in the air, I’m stretchin’ my grip,
Bout to rich! Bout to be rich!
[Verse]
Grind like gears in a broke-down clock,
Tick-tock, now the time don’t stop.
Pockets used to holler, just a vacant lot,
Now they heavy like bricks, cash stackin' in knots.
Paper trails smell fresh, like it’s out the mint,
Every line sharp, cut deep like flint.
Was a whisper in the back, now my voice the print,
Every move loud, never subtle or hint.
[Chorus]
Bout to rich! Bout to be rich!
Catch that soon, man, I’m catchin’ it quick.
Dreams in the air, I’m stretchin’ my grip,
Bout to rich! Bout to be rich!
[Verse 2]
Dollars in my sight, got my aim on zoom,
Seeds I planted gon' sprout real soon.
Haters tried to bury me, I’m breakin’ the tomb,
Gold in my aura, I’m lit like noon.
Shoes dusty, still walked that road,
Heart heavy, but my soul stayed bold.
Flipped every ounce of pain into gold,
Now the weight on my wrist got stories untold.

smooth and powerful male vocals with deep bassline, and airy synths for texture. a confident, uplifting beat with a driving rhythm., rich, sharp snares, rap, hip-hop, smooth